Representative English Plays: From the Middle Ages to the End of the Nineteenth CenturyJohn Strong Perry Tatlock, Robert Grant Martin Century Company, 1916 - 836 Seiten |
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... faith , ere syne . Wife . Out upon thee , ho ! Noah . Thou can both bite and whine With a rerd ! 60 For all if she strike Yet fast will she screech ; In faith , I hold none [ such ] In all middle - earth . 51 beaten black and blue . 52 ...
... faith , ere syne . Wife . Out upon thee , ho ! Noah . Thou can both bite and whine With a rerd ! 60 For all if she strike Yet fast will she screech ; In faith , I hold none [ such ] In all middle - earth . 51 beaten black and blue . 52 ...
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... faith , yet will I spin ; All in vain ye carp . 3 Wife . If ye like , ye may spin , mother , in the ship . Noah . Now is this twice ; come in , dame , on my friendship . Wife . Whether I lose or win , in faith , thy fellowship Set I not ...
... faith , yet will I spin ; All in vain ye carp . 3 Wife . If ye like , ye may spin , mother , in the ship . Noah . Now is this twice ; come in , dame , on my friendship . Wife . Whether I lose or win , in faith , thy fellowship Set I not ...
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... faith , father , now have I rede , 3 39 I was never so afraid before , As I have been on yon hill . But , by my faith , father , I swear I will nevermore come there , But it be against my will ! Ab . Yea , come on with me , my own sweet ...
... faith , father , now have I rede , 3 39 I was never so afraid before , As I have been on yon hill . But , by my faith , father , I swear I will nevermore come there , But it be against my will ! Ab . Yea , come on with me , my own sweet ...
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... faith , we are near - hands out of the door ; No wonder , as it stands , if we be poor , For the tilth of our lands lies fallow as the floor , As ye ken . We are so lamed , 5 For - taxed and shamed , " We are made hand - tamed With ...
... faith , we are near - hands out of the door ; No wonder , as it stands , if we be poor , For the tilth of our lands lies fallow as the floor , As ye ken . We are so lamed , 5 For - taxed and shamed , " We are made hand - tamed With ...
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... , Abide ye me there . [ He returns to the house . ] 61 boy . 62 snatches . 63 good luck to him ! 64 godparents . 65 faith . 66 commotion . 67 long legs . 68 an exclamation . 28 Mak , take it to no grief , if THE SECOND SHEPHERDS ' PLAY 27.
... , Abide ye me there . [ He returns to the house . ] 61 boy . 62 snatches . 63 good luck to him ! 64 godparents . 65 faith . 66 commotion . 67 long legs . 68 an exclamation . 28 Mak , take it to no grief , if THE SECOND SHEPHERDS ' PLAY 27.
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Accius Almah Almanz Almanzor art thou Beat Beatr Belv Belvidera blood Boab brother Cato Charles Mountford Chas dare daugh dear death Delio Dion dost Duch Enter Everyman Exeunt Exit eyes Eyre Face Fain fair faith father fear fellow Ferd Firk fool fortune Gaveston gentleman give hand hast hath hear heart Heaven honor hope Isab Jaff Juba King Lady Sneer Lady Teaz Lady Wish leave live look lord madam Marlow marriage marry master Mirabell Miss Hard mistress Mortimer never noble Pauline Pharamond Philaster Pierr Pinac play pray prince SCENE Sealand servant shalt Shep Sir Oliv Sir Pet Sir Peter soul speak sure Surf sweet Syphax tell thee there's thing thou art thought Thra Tom Thumb Tony Wendoll What's wife woman young
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Seite 573 - Plato, thou reason'st well ! — Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire, This longing after immortality ? Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror, Of falling into nought ? why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and startles at destruction ? 'Tis the divinity that stirs within us ; 'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter, And intimates eternity to man.
Seite 529 - ... familiar — I shall never bear that— good Mirabell, don't let us be familiar or fond, nor kiss before folks, like my Lady Fadler and Sir Francis: nor go to Hyde Park together the first Sunday in a new chariot, to provoke eyes and whispers, and then never be seen there together again; as if we were proud of one another the first week, and ashamed of one another ever after.
Seite 573 - The wide, the unbounded prospect lies before me : But shadows, clouds, and darkness, rest upon it. Here will I hold. If there's a power above us (And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works), he must delight in virtue ; And that which he delights in must be happy.
Seite 680 - I ought to have my own way in everything, and what's more, I will, too. What! though I was educated in the country, I know very well that women of fashion in London are accountable to nobody after they are married. Sir Pet, Very well, ma'am, very well ; — so a husband is to have no influence, no authority?
Seite 545 - To wake the soul by tender strokes of art, To raise the genius, and to mend the heart, To make mankind, in conscious virtue bold, Live o'er each scene, and be what they behold: For this the Tragic Muse first trod the stage, Commanding tears to stream through every age; Tyrants no more their savage nature kept, And foes to virtue wonder'd how they wept.
Seite 248 - Puff, now we ha' the med'cine. My meat shall all come in, in Indian shells, Dishes of agate, set in gold, and studded With emeralds, sapphires, hyacinths, and rubies. The tongues of carps, dormice, and camels' heels, Boiled i' the spirit of Sol, and dissolved pearl,-.
Seite 573 - Tis the Divinity that stirs within us, 'Tis heaven itself that points out an hereafter, And intimates Eternity to man. Eternity ! — thou pleasing — dreadful thought ! Through what variety of untried being — Through what new scenes and changes must we pass ! The wide, th' unbounded prospect lies before me ; But shadows, clouds, and darkness rest upon it.
Seite 104 - Gallop apace, bright Phoebus, through the sky, And dusky night, in rusty iron car, Between you both shorten the time, I pray, That I may see that most desired day When we may meet these traitors in the field. Ah, nothing grieves me, but my little boy Is thus misled to countenance their ills. Come, friends, to...
Seite 108 - But not of kings. The forest deer, being struck, Runs to an herb that closeth up the wounds : But when the imperial lion's flesh is gor'd, He rends and tears it with his wrathful paw, [And], highly scorning that the lowly earth Should drink his blood, mounts up to the air: And so it fares with me, whose dauntless mind Th...
Seite 326 - Hark, now everything is still, The screech-owl and the whistler shrill Call upon our dame aloud, And bid her quickly don her shroud...